Letras
I never let it go
A taste of repute came my way
The feeling had to stay
I used to be a lover
I never let myself turn away
A phrase so often overplayed
Now I'm so fixed forward
And always ready to fight to win
Fight so hard, your muscles wear thin
Oh, what a lonely journey
To only cherish what you've been
Fight yourself
The room spins the crowd screams and yells for round two
But alone in my head, this ring is askew